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- From: "marcellus mangicavallo" <bridgeree at mbtamap dot com>
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- Date: Mon, 26 Sep 2005 17:43:53 +1100
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- Reply-to: "marcellus mangicavallo" <bridgeree at mbtamap dot com>
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"The picture over the fire-place," says Rosa, "is the portrait of the
present Lady Dedlock. It is considered a perfect likeness, and the best work
of the master."
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What a load off my mind. It was so delightful to know that she could
confide in me and like me. It was so good of her, and so encouraging to me.
The young gentleman was her distant cousin, she told me, and his name
Richard Carstone. He was a handsome youth with an ingenuous face and a most
engaging laugh; and after she had called him tee where we sat, he stood by
us, in the light of the fire, talking gaily, like a light-hearted boy. He
was very young, not more than nineteen then, if quite so much, but nearly
two years older than she was. They were both orphans and (what was very
unexpected and curious to me) had never met before that day. Our all three
coming together for the first time in such an unusual place was a thing to
talk about, and we talked about it; and the fire, which had left off
roaring, winked its red eyes at us--as Richard said--like a drowsy old
Chancery lion.